Cliffs Edge

[1] - Invisible

ADELAIDE'S POV

Invisible.

That's who I was, that's who I stayed. Day after day, and I wasn't the stereotypical invisible of: 'I'm really smart/nerdy and I do well in classes, but people don't notice me. Except when they make fun of me.' Kind of thing, but I was the average graded, good girl, that no one really cared to notice. I didn't get in their way, so they didn't get in mine. I had basically no friends, scratch that, I have no friends. I think the reason why I have no friends, is because I'm boring. I mean, there's a line right between me, and everyone else. That other side of line was fun, adventurous, notorious, crazy, fun, careless, etc. and then there was my side, where you stay a goody-two-shoes, cautious, afraid, lonely, etc.

We all just came back from summer break, and I did nothing even then. That's right, this is my first day, of school, again.

And I did have friends, but they left me for each other. Hence the key word: did.

Don't get me wrong I am just like everyone else, I have feeling, cares, and people I loved. Just I was less exciting with my life.

Speaking of emotions, I was sitting in English right across from the hottest guy in school.

Myles Brighton.

We talked, but as I said before, I'm friendless and invisible. Meaning he only knew me my past self and the only time we really talked was in English, when we sat near each other. He looked up at me and smiled, I smiled back and looked at my book. Occasionally I would look up to see his light brown hair, that swooped up. Or at his green eyes, that were so focused on the book. His jawline, that was sharp enough to cut something. Then his lips, that looked so kissable.

What are you doing? Read, book, grades.
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" Psst." He whispered,

Are you kidding me?!

I looked up from the book and raised my eyebrows.

"Meet me after class." He whispered.

I nodded, then he looked back at his book.

What?! There is no possible way that just happened, he wants to talk to me? Why me? Not that I'm complaining, but I just don't understand.

I felt my leg jump up and down rapidly, I felt like time was moving so slow.

Two minutes. Just two more minutes.

The bell finally rang, and I grabbed my things.

"Ms. Rians and Mr. Brighton, please come to my desk." Mrs. Raymond said.

I sighed,

At least I was still with him.

"Ms. Rians, Mr. Brighton, is in need of some help in English. And so I have chosen you, since you do so well in English class."

"Oh, ok." I said plainly, trying to hide the butterflies I was feeling.

Closed my eyes, and when I opened them,
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"Wake up!" I was shaken by Myles, while he was whisper-yelling to me.